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Divine Surgery

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Cutting deep to the heart
we found the organ
pocked with barnacles,
constricting movement,
creating callous indifference.

Careening the vessel
we delicately scraped
until the living flesh
quivered in our hands.

Then nesting the treasure home,
we closed the wound
with a holy kiss.

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It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse again and host Lillian challenges us to “write a quadrille (a poem of EXACTLY 44 words, not including the title) AND include the word “careen” or a form of the word within the body of the poem.”

Come join us!

A Trip to the Game Reserve

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Through the vast sanctuary

we scuttle like scarabs

searching for signs of fauna.

“Look! Panthera leo!”

“There! Giraffa camelopardalis!”

“See, Equus quagga!”

A glance in the binnies reveals:

nothing but

inanimate stones.

Disappointed

we name them “Sylvester”

(Thank you, Mr Steig!)

and begin again.

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It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse and De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo, challenges us to write a 44-word poem using “stone” (or some variation there of).

Tight Grip

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Your open smile and cloudless eyes
convict
and the granite fist
clenched behind my back
comes around.

Exposed
I want to let go
but cannot move.
With hesitant permission
you peel away the fingers.

This now empty hand
you fill
with laughter
and love.

 

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Victoria is today’s hostess over at dVerse where she is serving up QUADRILLEs, poems of exactly 44 words each, and challenges us to reflect on the word OPEN.  Join in!